By Magda Nawrocka-Weekes
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Notice notice
how the babies hatch
full ready to scream
and the gold sun returns
in the flowers beneath
how when still
life becomes half sweet
and fleeting blooms
sun beer and brackish water
make fragile nests
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Magda is a poet, witch and farmer. She loves folklore, pop-culture and the stuff in between. When not saving seeds or working in the field, she focuses on fostering the connection between us and the lands we inhabit. Magda also writes the Scrap Kitchen newsletter and can be found on Instagram @xan6ua.

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